"When I grow up"

Thanks to everyone who sent me birthday wishes yesterday. 39...I've been on the planet for 40 years now, which is just crazy. You can all imagine that it was a pretty uneventful day since we are still waiting for midnight tonight. It's a belated Birthday gift for me, but he's definitely worth the wait.

I went to see the movie "He's Just Not that Into You" with a new good friend. I hesitate to use the nickname "wet nurse" for this friend, but that is basically what she is. WN has a 3 month old and a lot of "extra" breast milk, so she is also our "milk man" who drops off pumped milk for Thunder on a regular basis. I so appreciate her generosity since it is really important that Thunder have the super-vitamins associated with breast milk. WN was very quick to offer once we got our little guy.

Oh, I thought the movie was cute - almost exactly what I expected - but Scarlett (sp?) Johannsen (sp?) is quickly becoming my new Heather Graham (that's not a good thing). I'll explain all that if you ever ask me.

Thunder is currently squawking upstairs. We've reached the "6 week growth spurt/always cranky stage." The squawking has just turned to crying. I'd better go.